my own endless night

um hi this??? hurt my feelings???? so bad????????? fr this took me the longest of them all bc this combo left me WINDED anyway heres 100 words of wwx angst😭

“I’m putting money on red,” Jiang Cheng used to say.

When they were making bets with the other kids on who could run the fastest from the steps of lotus pier to the dock’s edge, or who could hit the other the hardest without tapping out, Jiang Cheng’s answer was always the same.

Sometimes he would spit the words. Sometimes he would drawl them with a smirk or an eyeroll.

But he said Red like a title. Like even then, he could see a future Wei Wuxian could not. Red like fire. Red like blood.

song: “jenny” by the mountain goats

ship: lingyi or qingmian

hihi hello soooo lingyi song of all time???????? going on all my playlists asap??????? here is your drabble lovely i hope u like it!!

When Jingyi came back to town, as Jin Ling always knew he would, it wasn't with the quiet tiptoe of a man defeated. He returned in the peak of August like a solar flare, bright and hot and roaring in the seat of a blindingly yellow motorcycle.

Jin Ling heard it before he saw it.

dealers choice on any ship, any fandom, BUT your song inspiration is "flashlight" by the front bottoms

hiiiii im finally getting to these now thank u!!!! i hadnt heard this song before and i like it a lot! i didnt intend for this to be sad but well🤭this one is for my fellow qingmian lovers

The first photo had been a joke. Wen Qing slumped forward across the table outside their school, her head pillowed on her arms, her eyes closed, lit from behind by a low wintery sun.

Mianmian had intended to show her when she woke up. To tease her.

But now, Mianmian’s eyes darted from polaroid to candid polaroid spread across her bedspread, counting them habitually in time with her own hitched breaths. And she was grateful she kept them a secret.